Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Liv.


Olivia.
You make
Everything
About Being your Mother
Joyful.
Seeing through new eyes
your eyes
Is like watching ancient adventures
in
rewind.
What every little girl should be
-- you have in spades
and what every hope could want
-- you are more
Your eyes giggle
Promise
fun
Tomorrow.



I love you. My precious, precious little girl.

4 comments:

RoseAnna said...

What a darling little girl. I wish we lived closer so I could be her favorite aunt I mean cousin. Love and hugs to your cute little ones. Does Liv give out fashion tips because I would love some. She is totally stylish!

The Farnsworths said...

Ah, that is very sweet!!

Tink said...

Marie, I want to be you. Love your poem. I wish I were as clever. You have such an awesome way of expressing your feelings. I guess I need to get in touch with mine and stop just scratching the surface!

Ducksoup said...

i agree with trina. you just know how to say things. how would it be to write like you do. i love it. loved your poem! so sweet. how fun for liv to read when she's older. love yah reeser. hope to see you one of these months soon i.e. hopefully june!